Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone! Chapter 100: The Internet Falls Apart Again

Also, Qian Zhijun wasn’t worried that Xiaoyu’s life would be affected in a bad way.

He always had a strange feeling that soone unseen was protecting Rong Xingyu very well in places where no one could notice.

Qian Zhijun quickly took out a fancy notebook, opened it to the first page, and held it in front of Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, you’re about to be famous! Hurry up and sign your na for !"

Rong Xingyu: "..."

He refused to sign and threw a test paper at Qian Zhijun instead.

Qian Zhijun only laughed and kept browsing Weibo, where countless people were crying and begging for information about the girl in red.

And he knew everything, but he wasn’t going to tell them anything!

He refreshed the page, and suddenly, the movie’s official Weibo account which he had just followed posted a new update.

Good grief, it was the sa set of costu photos that Rong Xingyu and Rong Zhenghao had taken together earlier!

...

"Master, the film crew has posted Young Master Xiaoyu’s costu photos on Weibo."

An assistant who is dressed neatly bent down respectfully toward Ding Yixin, who was sitting in a black leather chair with his eyes closed, resting.

"Do you want us to—"

After hearing this, Ding Yixin slowly opened his eyes.

He looked first at the assistant standing in front of him.

The assistant imdiately understood his aning and quietly stepped out.

Only Ding Yixin remained in the large study.

He picked up his phone and calmly opened the film crew’s official Weibo page.

The newest post was a set of costu photos they had uploaded five minutes ago.

And the main subject of these photos was clearly Rong Xingyu.

He was the very sa mysterious red girl who had dominated the hot search a few days ago, attracting huge attention and sending the entire internet into a frenzy searching for her.

Because of that, even though the photos had been posted for only five minutes, the comnts were already piling up at an impressive speed.

There were four photos in total.

Two of them were solo shots of Rong Xingyu, but these two focused more on atmosphere and mood, so his full face couldn’t be seen.

In one photo, only his side profile was visible; in the other, there was only the red figure of his back.

The last two costu photos finally showed Rong Xingyu’s full face, but they were taken together with the male lead of the film Rong Zhenghao.

Ding Yixin: "..."

Heh.

In the second-to-last photo, the two of them were dressed in ancient costus, one standing and one sitting.

The sitting Rong Xingyu reached out his arms and hugged the man’s waist.

He pressed his face against the man’s waist and stomach, looking like a small bird depending on soone.

Rong Xingyu turned his face slightly toward the cara, the corners of his lips curved into a beautiful smile.

If soone covered Rong Xingyu’s eyes, the expression on his face was full of happiness and joy.

But when the hand covering his eyes moved away, and one saw those black eyes, it was almost impossible not to be struck by the strong emotions burning inside them.

His eyes, which should have been clear and soft like wet black glass, were now filled with heavy sadness, regret, and even determination, along with a faint feeling of release.

But strangely, the complicated emotions in the girl’s eyes did not clash with the overall feeling of the picture.

Seeing this expression, no one would think it was strange. Instead, it made the viewer feel a sudden tight pain in the chest.

In the photo, a clear tear slid down from the corner of Rong Xingyu’s eye to his cheek.

Ding Yixin’s fingers moved slightly.

He almost reached out to catch that clear tear rolling down Rong Xingyu’s face.

But he coughed lightly and didn’t do it.

However, when Ding Yixin looked at the other duo photo, he finally could not hold back from rubbing his finger over Rong Xingyu’s face on the screen.

In this one, Rong Zhenghao appeared only as a blurred back view, with his back facing the cara.

Rong Xingyu stood facing Rong Zhenghao.

When he saw Rong Zhenghao, he smiled.

This ti, the expression on Rong Xingyu’s face was completely full of trust.

From his bright eyes, one could feel that he trusted the person in front of him with his whole heart.

It even gave the feeling that he would be willing to do anything for the person standing before him.

Ding Yixin’s other hand tapped slowly on the desk.

The expression on his face suddenly turned a bit frightening.

"When you took this photo, who were you thinking about in your heart?"

Ding Yixin spoke in a low voice, like he was asking the Rong Xingyu in the photo who smiled so brightly.

Tsk. He suddenly really didn’t want anyone else to see Rong Xingyu like this.

A strange emotion surged in Ding Yixin’s heart.

He lit a cigar and leaned back against the black leather chair.

His slender fingers held the cigar in a skilled motion, but he didn’t take a single puff.

His eyelashes lowered, hiding the deep emotions turning in his eyes.

The cigar burned slowly between his fingers.

A few thin threads of pale blue smoke twisted together, but Ding Yixin didn’t seem to notice anything.

No one knew what he was thinking.

His mood had changed from the mont he saw that costu photo.

And besides Ding Yixin, many others were also emotionally broken because of Rong Xingyu’s costu photos.

Because when the official Weibo posted the photos, they also added a caption.

At first, after seeing the photos, many online users were waving their arms and shouting wife and goddess, but then they suddenly noticed the caption on Weibo.

"The bond of blood brought these two brothers together again, as if guided by fate."

[ What? Aren’t these two the male and female leads?? ]

[ Oh damn! I even thought they had great CP chemistry! ]